Wrapped for Freshness! Red Cling Wrap Sets the Stage for Valentine’s Fun

When I saw Valentine’s Day marked on my calendar last week, I knew I had to come up with something special for my girlfriend. It was our third Valentine’s Day together, and I couldn’t take her out for another fancy dinner. That wouldn’t be good enough. I needed to think of something completely original or the date would be a failure.

I was reading the newspaper on Sunday morning when I flipped to the sale circulars. One for the local grocery store was on top of the stack, and there were all kinds of red-and-pink desserts and candies covering the front page. I looked at it for a moment, but I’d already decided to avoid the usual routine. Still, I’d need to go grocery shopping soon, so I flipped through the rest of the flyer. I was on the last page when I found something that caught my eye.

On the final page was an ad for cling wrap—specifically, red cling wrap. It was shown covering a plate of heart-shaped sugar cookies, but I had other ideas. Christine loves when I tie her up or handcuff her, and she owns several pieces of latex clothing and appreciates their constrictive nature. She likes anything that restrains her, really, and I had a feeling she’d like being wrapped up in plastic, too.

When Valentine’s Day rolled around, I was all set. I took Christine for drinks and a light dinner, and then I took her home. I had the bedroom set up already, with rose petals on the bed, candles lighting the room—and several rolls of cling wrap in the nightstand. Christine didn’t know about the cling wrap. I was going to surprise her with it. First, though, I had to get her out of her clothes. Not that that was going to be very hard.

Christine didn’t need my help undressing, and before I could even reach for the zipper on the back of her dress, the red silk was pooling on the floor at her feet. Underneath the dress, she was wearing only a demi-cup bra, a garter belt, and sheer black stockings. It seemed all the work of undressing her was done. Now the fun could really start.

I asked Christine to stay where she was, then went to the nightstand and pulled out a roll of cling wrap. I showed her the box, then pulled out the plastic far enough to show my girlfriend the transparent red sheet. The sight of it instantly sparked her interest, and I saw her eyes light up as she took it in. I pulled more of the plastic out of the box and walked closer to her. I held it up to her body and asked her if it was okay to use it on her. She nodded her consent, so I pulled the sheet out farther and then started wrapping it around her torso.

The see-through red plastic looked almost bloodred against her dark skin, and I continued wrapping it around her until I had her stomach covered in several layers of the cling wrap. When I ripped the sheet off, I pressed the edge against her stomach and stepped back to take a look at my handiwork. As I took in the sight of Christine wrapped up tight in plastic, I felt my cock jump in my pants. I’d guessed that this experience would be a turn-on for my girlfriend, but I hadn’t expected to be so aroused by it myself. And I was really aroused!

I put down the box and unhooked Christine’s stockings from the garter belt. I still wanted to fuck her, so I couldn’t bind her too tightly, but I thought wrapping each of her legs individually would still work. As soon as I had her stockings off, I picked up the roll of cling wrap again and started pulling out another length of plastic. I started at her right thigh and wrapped down to her ankle, and as the plastic slowly encased her leg, she sighed contentedly.

When I moved to the left leg, I took a second to feel her pussy, and she was dripping wet. After wrapping her thigh, I paused to finger her cunt for a moment. My fingers slid easily into her wet snatch, and as I stroked her inner walls, she moaned quietly. I started thrusting my fingers in and out of her more rapidly, making her squirm. As her body twisted and writhed, her juices started to flow, and they rushed out of her and started dripping down the insides of her thighs. Her juices clung to the plastic that covered her thighs, making it glisten, and I felt my hard dick start to throb with desire.

I pulled my fingers out of her pussy and hurried through the rest of the wrapping, encasing the lower half of her left leg before moving up to take off her bra and cover her chest in plastic. The cling wrap pressed her breasts against her body, and the red coloring made her nipples stand out even more against her tanned skin.

Seeing her all wrapped up in red plastic was even sexier than I’d anticipated, and I quickly threw the box of cling wrap aside so I could get out of my clothes. I was so excited that I fumbled with my belt, but it didn’t hold me up more than a few seconds, and I was stepping out of my boxers in no time.

I helped Christine into bed, the plastic squeaking and stretching as she climbed onto the mattress, and when she lay back, her legs and chest encased in cling wrap, she looked absolutely fantastic. She was barely settled when I practically jumped her. I hurried to get on top of her, and as soon as I was, I pulled her legs up over my shoulders and slid my cock into her slit.

As I started to thrust into her, the cling wrap that hugged her body rubbed against me, and the sensations it created only made me thrust harder. I leaned in to Christine, her legs bending toward her chest and causing the plastic to tear in the process. After her moans, it was the sexiest sound I could imagine, and I started to fuck her harder still.

When Christine started to moan louder, letting me know that she was getting close to her climax, I did everything I could to get her there even faster. I played with her nipples through the layers of plastic, then ripped through the red cling wrap so I could tweak and flick them directly. That definitely got her going, and soon she was really crying out her pleasure as her plastic-covered body bucked furiously against mine.

Christine wasn’t the only one on the verge of a climax. The longer I fucked her, the closer I got, and soon I felt my dick start to throb wildly. I thrust into her as hard as I could, my fingers gripping the edges of the plastic that encased her chest, and when I came, I ripped the wrap almost to her belly button.

My girlfriend came only seconds after I did, while I was still pumping my load into her, and her pussy pulsed and clenched around my dick, milking it of every last drop. As soon as we were both finished, I pulled out and rolled to the side, dribbling some come onto her thighs and letting her legs fall flat on the bed. I offered to rip the plastic off her after that, figuring she’d want to get out of the come-stained cling wrap, but she told me not to, that she wanted to keep it on. “It feels so good,” she mumbled lazily, obviously spent from our quick fuck.

As we lay in bed, Christine cuddled up against me, laying her head on my chest and throwing a leg across mine. The red plastic stuck to my sweat-slick body and made me even hotter, but I didn’t push her away. She was right; it felt good. So good that I started to get aroused again, my limp dick stiffening sooner than I’d thought it would. I had a feeling we were going to end up using an entire roll of cling wrap before the night was over!

—Mr. Eddie A., Jackson, Tennessee